Sometime around 1863, Meestered was hauling wagons on this path. It also happened to be the year he slurped up some water from the Everlasting Pool of Life. Back then, the pond was called mud hole no. 3. Well, naturally, one of the side effects was longevity, but, also, ever since that day, Meestered was able to talk. Kind of unusual for a horse.
Drive-by phone shot.
Hwy 152, California 2014
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